White House Road - Tyler Childers
https://youtu.be/oOIJecsnaWg
Drop-D, Capo 5

[Verse]

Early in the m

orning when th

e sun does ris

e
             
Layin’ in the 

         
bed with blood

shot eyes

Late in the ev

ening when the

 sun sinks low
             
That’s about t

           
he time my roo

ster crows

[Verse]

I got women up

 and down this

 creek
             
And they keep 

              
me going and m

  
y engine clean

Run me ragged 

but I don’t fr

et
             
Cause there ai

              
n’t been one s

       
low me down no

ne yet

[Chorus]

Get me drinkin

’ that moonshi

ne
             
Get me higher 

         
than the groce

ry bill

Take my troubl

es to the high

 wall
             
Throw ‘em in t

             
he river and g

et your fill

We been sniffi

n’ that cocain

e
             
Ain’t nothin’ 

              
better when th

  
e wind cuts co

ld

Lord it’s a mi

ghty hard livi

ng
             
But a damn goo

             
d feelin’ to r

un these roads

[Verse]
  
I got people t

ry to tell me 

Red
             
Keep this livi

              
n’ and you’ll 


wind up dead

Cast your trou

bles on the lo

rd of lords
             
Wind up layin’

      
 on a coolin’ 

board

[Verse]
    
But I got budd

ies up at Whit

e House Road
             
And they keep 

              
me struttin’ w

       
hen my feet ha

ng low

Rot gut whiske

y gonna ease m

y pain
             
And all this r

              
unnin’s gonna 


keep me sane

[Chorus]

Get me drinkin

’ that moonshi

ne
             
Get me higher 

         
than the groce

ry bill

Take my troubl

es to the high

 wall
             
Throw ‘em in t

             
he river and g

et your fill

We been sniffi

n’ that cocain

e
             
Ain’t nothin’ 

              
better when th

  
e wind cuts co

ld

Lord it’s a mi

ghty hard livi

ng
             
But a damn goo

             
d feelin’ to r

un these roads
             
It’s a damn go

              
od feelin’ to 


run these road

s

[Verse]

When you lay m

e in the cold 

hard clay
             
Won’t you sing

              
 them hymns wh

        
ile the banjo 

plays

Tell them ladi

es that they o

ught not frown
             
Cause there ai

              
n’t been nothi

             
ng ever held m

      
e down

[Bridge]

Lawman, women,

 or a shallow 

grave

Same old blues

, just a diffe

rent day

[Chorus]

Get me drinkin

’ that moonshi

ne
             
Get me higher 

         
than the groce

ry bill

Take my troubl

es to the high

 wall
             
Throw ‘em in t

             
he river and g

et your fill

We been sniffi

n’ that cocain

e
             
Ain’t nothin’ 

              
better when th

  
e wind cuts co

ld

Lord it’s a mi

ghty hard livi

ng
             
But a damn goo

             
d feelin’ to r

              
un these roads

[Outro]
             
It’s a damn go

              
od feelin’ to 

             
run these road

 
s
             
It’s a damn go

              
od feelin’ to 

             
run these road

 
s